I had my last cigarette three months ago, then cut my chew down the beginning of December to 2 cans a week. After a few weeks I cut down to one can a week. Yesterday I finished my last can. Today to keep my mind off of not having what I want, I walked, I shoveled dirt, I cleaned the frig out (so unheard of..hehe) , and stacked enough fire wood for two winters. I so want to jump in the truck and fly down the dirt road to town. Yet here I set, just talking about it and not doing it. Maybe I have won half the battle. Tomorrow at this time I shall know if I won or not….here is to hope.
